Riding out to our plane on the tarmac in Bangkok.

Much like Bali used to be, the Cambodian airport consisted of one building,
which you had you walk to from the plane.

All the taxi drivers carry the same generic signs as if they're there specifically for you.
That's our over-enthusiastic driver fallingover with the fence and four other guys.
Come on, we had to take him after that. Turned out to be a great guy too.

Here he is up close.

A couple of budhists priests in a moped.

Our first cambodian cow.

And a shrine in the same field.

Bill, rockin' out to that good old fashioned something or other.

The local police. We'd later get two badges for $5 at another temple.

My first guide, who wanted $15 for the unsolicited tour.
He got away with $5 and a good deal of whining.

I'm not sure how it happened, maybe it was that simple "konichiwa", but these Japanese girls wanted to take a picture with us.
And I caught a candid of the guide taking our snap.

Nah, I'm not hot. How about you?

This spider was about 4 inches in diameter.

Oh man, more stairs.

Danger - Mines!

Some of the temples require pretty rough access.

Never leave the road.

For some areas you had to carry a weapon.

Like you want this guy with live ammo?!

When things got too rough, we had to fly over.

And of course, I'm full of shit.
 

Angkor Wat at last.

Oh man, these stairs got steep. And this is only the first tier. They get worse.
The amazing thing is that you can just fly up 'em. Coming down is the hard part.
The trick is to do it backwards. Which as you can see, most people didn't realize.

At the top of the third tier.

And I believe this what they refered to as the Angelina Jolie pool. Well something like that.
They'd renamed each of the room with "Angelina Jolie" preceding the name of each room.

This was all filled with a foot or two of water at one time.

More of the "Under Construction" part of the temple. We saw a lot of this at the temples.
And each one had a story of how the French govt, or the Italian govt, etc... was funding the
restoration of each temple. We never actually saw anyone restoring anything though.

Yep, the "Angelina Jolie....", well, something or other.

And yet another "good-luck" photo-op.
Angkor Wat in the reflecting pool.

"What to do if you find a mine" - by Coca Cola

Oh man, it's too bright to open my eyes.

These trees were awesome. They were both destroying the temple and holding it
together at the same time. They're supposed to be about 300 years old.

Uuugggghhhh! Missionaries!

Hey man, don't mess with me. I got a badge!

If you squint really hard you can see Angkor Wat in the distance.

And 36 hours later we made it onto another flight.